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Post by Tamika Weir on Nov 12, 2011 20:03:31 GMT -8
Confusion once again entered Tamika's mind, yet she made sure not to let any of it show on her face. "He thinks I'm Emily's pimp? How the hell did he reach that conclusion? What other sort of bizarre connections is he making in his fucked up head?"
When he held out his hand, Tamika forced herself to smile back at him. "Oh I understand perfectly, love." With this said, Tamika grabbed Todd's wrist and yanked him closer to her. While he was still in shock she brought her switchblade up and slashed his cheek, creating a large gash on the right side of his face. After this, she let go of his wrist, grabbed his gun from it's holster, and tossed it away. Then she kicked her own gun away and backed away from Todd, watching for his next move.
"I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE A FUCKING MORON!"
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Post by Todd Thorne on Nov 12, 2011 23:18:52 GMT -8
Todd screamed and staggered back from Tamika and clutched his split cheek. Her sudden attack had definitely caught him off guard and he was momentarily confused and in a state shock.
Bitch just cut me, she cut me! SHE JUST CUT ME!
Preoccupied by pain and by the blood pouring freely through his fingers Todd did not see that Tamika had taken his gun. He patted for it frantically as a blind rage had once again consumed him.
I'm going to blow her fucking brains out. STUPID FUCKING CUNT IS GOING TO DIE! RIGHT NOW!
But his side arm was gone and his holster was empty? How? When? When did that bitch take it?
He glared at Tamika, how the hell did she get the upper hand on him? Things were not going as planned he thought she was cooperating when she offered that address...
The address! Where was that piece of paper? He had to know where Emily was hiding! Todd's eyes frantically searched the area but the pain and the rain was making it hard to see!
OH FUCK THIS!
Todd charged and slammed into Tamika hard and they both went tumbling to ground. The force of the tackle had sent Tamika's blade flying and without it Todd's weight and brute strength gave him a distinct advantage. Soon Todd felt an odd sense of déjà vu when once again he straddled the waist of a young woman and pinned her hands above her head. He screamed in Tamika's face, "NOT A VERY SMART MOVE THERE RED, NOW YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE TO PAY FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE!
He let go of her hands and balled his own into fists and punched Tamika hard in the face. His blow sent her head snapping to one side and with her eyes screwed shut Todd wasn't sure if the blow had knocked her out. He was prayed it didn't as he had more pain in store such as breaking each and every one of her bones... starting with her fingers. He was gearing up to give her a bitch slap of his own when out of the corner of his eye he spotted the business card Tamika had held out to him only moments before.
EMILY!
Punishing Tamika was momentarily forgotten as he leaned over and eagerly and snatched the muddy and soggy card off the ground. With this he would finally know where Emily was hiding and with whom. But his spirts fell when when he saw the familiar GVSD crest and Emily's bolded name in raised type. This card was of no use to him as it was Emily's own fucking business card and Todd knew for a fact she wasn't at the FUCKING OFFICE!
He crumpled the card and stuffed it in his pocket and resumed his attention on the girl beneath him. He slapped her hard and yelled, "I SAID NO MORE TRICKS RED! WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING? YOU WANT ME TO KILL YOU RIGHT HERE AND NOW? LIKE THAT BLONDE WHORE OVER THERE?! OH I WILL SOON... BUT FIRST TELL ME WHERE SHE IS DAMN IT! I KNOW SHE'S NOT AT THE FUCKING DEPARTMENT OR I WOULDN'T BE OUT HERE LOOKING FOR HER YOU STUPID CUNT!"
He slapped her hard again and shook her in desperation for a response.
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Post by Tamika Weir on Nov 13, 2011 5:38:20 GMT -8
A real smile curled on Tamika's lips as she watched Todd clutch his face and pat around for his gun. He obviously had no idea who he was fucking with. In her triumph, Tamika almost didn't notice Todd start running at her. She tried to dodge to the left, yet he managed to catch her before she could get away. Tamika fell silently to ground with Todd on top of her. To her anger, she had felt her switchblade fly out of her hand as she fell. She glared up at Todd while lying on the muddy ground with her hands pinned above her while trying to figure out a way to get him off.
Tamika winced a little when he yelled at her, her own mind agreeing that if she had been smart, she wouldn't be in this situation. "I'll get out of this somehow. Maybe if I-" Before she could finish her thought, Todd's fist slammed into her face, sending her face snapping to her left. Her head screamed with pain and her ears rang from the force of the blow. Yet, then the pain seemed to fade. Though she tried to open her eyes and look a Todd once more, she couldn't make her eyelids budge. She only faintly registered the slap and the screaming before falling completely into a peaceful state of unconsciousness.
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Post by Todd Thorne on Nov 13, 2011 12:32:10 GMT -8
Todd shook Tamika fruitlessly some more but it soon became obvious she was out cold and wouldn't open her eyes for quite awhile. He put too fingers to her throat and was relieved to feel a slight pulse. Good, that make one less corpse he had to dispose of... He stared hard at Tamika and cursed himself for hitting so hard so fast. How was he going to find Emily now? What the fuck was he supposed to do?
With a growl of irritation Todd climbed off the unconscious girl and surveyed the area. Much of his blind rage from earlier had subsided now that he didn't have a conscious target. There was the dead blonde whore to the right and even though he couldn't see much more due to how dark it was he knew there had to signs of struggle with Red and bullet casings he would need to dispose of. He sighed and ran a bloody hand through his hair. As much as he wanted to just leave he knew couldn't leave things like this or he would have to deal with colleagues pretty fast. He sighed, covering up a crime scene was not how he wanted to spend his evening.
He had to work fast before Red decided to wake up and cause him more trouble. He jogged back to his truck that was still parked on the side of the road and opened the large silver toolbox in back and took inventory of what he could use: a flashlight, a Milkbarn plastic bag, rope, some plastic crime scene tarps, good old ductape and a shovel. Perfect.
He hopped into the cab and reached over to open his glove compartment and grabbed the first aid kit he had stashed inside. God his shoulder, chest and face hurt like a son of a bitch! He ripped off his bloody dress shirt and looked over his gunshot wounds. Thankfully, they weren't too bad he as he was only grazed by Tamika's bullets. These would heal relatively easy and he bandaged those first.
Now his face on the other hand was another story, after taking a closer look at the weeping cut in his rear view mirror Todd let out a string of profanities. The cut was deep and he would have to get a few stitches. It would also most likely leave a scar which he was not happy about at all about at this moment. Well, he didn't have the time to properly take care of it now so he did the best he could with the supplies he had on hand using a few butterfly bandages to close the cut and gauze and cotton to cover the wound.
With his wounds somewhat attended to Todd reached behind his seat and grabbed his small black gym bag and pulled on a t shirt and sweatshirt from inside. Glad he was no longer bleeding everywhere he started his truck and headed back down to the scene of the crime.
Now with his headlights illuminating the area Todd had a better view of just what he needed to take care of. With ductape in hand he walked over to his living hostage first and quickly taped her mouth shut and bound both her wrists and ankles. He picked the bound and gagged Tamika up and secured her in the passenger seat of his cab and locked the door.
Next, he grabbed the plastic tarp from the tool box and wrapped the blonde whore up like a burrito. Seeing her wrapped in plastic like that reminded Todd of how Laura Palmer's body from Twin Peaks was found. He always liked the show come to think of it... He shook his head from reliving the pilot episode and placed her into the truck bed and used an extra tarp to cover the body.
With both ladies taken care of Todd retrieved the flashlight and the plastic Milkbarn bag and combed the immediate vicinity for anything that could possibly incriminate him. He found his soggy gun and Red's firearm pretty quickly as well as her bloody switchblade.
Near where the unconscious Tamika had previously laid Todd found the four bullet casings. He was glad neither of them took more shots as he was getting a wicked headache and was having trouble focusing. As for the stray bullets...well, there wasn't much had could do about that now as they could be anywhere and he more pressing matters at the moment. All these found items went safely into the plastic bag.
Todd returned to his truck and threw the bag of goodies behind the drivers seat and took out his shovel from the toolbox. He wasn't going to bury the body here but thought it would be smart to at least turn the gravel and dirt a bit in areas to help hide the signs of struggles he had with both women. Thankfully the weather was on his side too. With the current downpour all of their foot traffic and his tire marks would be washed away relatively quickly.
Satisfied Todd returned to the truck and drove back up to the main road. Todd paid Tamika's Celica no mind as he past it on the shoulder as he could have sworn he saw it there before he had his altercation. He didn't want to steal some residents car for no reason. However he did slow and stop when he reached the blonde whore's SUV whose lights were still blaring like a beacon by the electrical station. It wouldn't do to have this sitting on the side of the road, someone may get nosy and start asking questions.
After putting on a pair of disposable plastic gloves he kept in his glove compartment for GVSD CSI work Todd reached into the unlocked SUV and switched the emergency lights off and released the brake. He put the SUV in neutral and slowly pushed it behind one of the several piles of granite that surrounded the fenced station. It wasn't the best solution, and his shoulder and side were now throbbing and bleeding but it would buy him the time he need to get this sucker over to Lysander's and dismantled.
Returning to his own vehicle he blasted the heat to help dry off and fumbled with the radio as he turn back onto January Way. Music always helped clear his thoughts so as the Blue Öyster Cult's Don't Fear The Reaper played he pondered what his next move should be.
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